At Glasgow on Wednesday Mr. Lloyd George made the speech
on the land question which had been so long and so eagerly expected. Whether it will satisfy the Single Taxers remains to be seen. For ourselves, we can only say that Mr. Lloyd George when he speaks on the land becomes more and more like a political ban-el organ. The same old tune about the Oxfordshire labourers, the general wickedness of land- owners, the Sutherland clearances (Lloyd George version), the splendid way in which the Government could make the heather and the rooks blossom like the rose if the land were only owned by them instead of by dukes, &c., &e., &c., was ground out in exactly the old mechanical way and with the same old sanctimonious venom. So monotonous, indeed, has Mr. Lloyd George's repertory speech on the land question become that we do not wonder one member of the audience made a desperate effort to introduce a variation on the melody by calling out "What about Marconie !" He was of course immediately rushed out of the meeting, and Mr. Lloyd George pompously declared that the fewer taunts that were levelled by men who came in on forged tickets the better. Mr. Lloyd
George appears to think that no one but a forger could dare to mention the horrid word in his presence.
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